Every time that I looked in my cupboard this week I’d see a can of pumpkin staring me down. I’d set it aside, and somehow it would make it’s way front and center again.
I took this as a sign. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to use the pumpkin. I just couldn’t decide what to make with it. Pumpkin bars, cake, cookies, cheesecake, pie; they all seemed like good choices to me.